Without looking closely, it's clear as day that the person in front is Deputy Director Sun Zhanlu.

  It's not yet time for dinner, look at his hurried pace and sneaky appearance, he must have something on his mind.

  None of them are good birds, with a scale in their hearts towards the bright sky. Relatively speaking, Yu Zhonghao and Xiao Jiannan are still considered to be better birds. But Sun Zhanluo in front of him is not even qualified to be a bad bird, lacking courage and audacity, only knowing how to hide behind and do evil, colluding with his former opponent Yu Feilong, trying to muddy the waters and benefit from it, not being material for great things.

  Might as well go and take a look since I'm free anyway.

  This area is a leisure district of Qinghe City, with many tea houses and teahouses. Sun Zhanlu glanced around left and right, and quickly slipped into one of the teahouses.

  Xiang Tianliang followed him in, took a private room next to Sun Zhanlu's, and ordered another pot of Longjing tea and a plate of peanuts. After the waiter left, he closed the door tightly and began to examine the partition wall of the private room.

  Not to mention, a thin layer of artificial triple board, pasted with a layer of colorful wallpaper, the sound insulation effect is quite good. Sitting like this, unless there's a big noise next door, it's really hard to hear people talking normally.

  It's not difficult for the well-trained Xiang Tianliang, he can't be a policeman, but he can't lose that set of skills. He took out his keys and started digging into the wall, quickly and quietly, and in no time, he dug two small holes on the wall, just the right distance between two eyes. However, the wallpaper on the other side of the wall was not completely torn open, only allowing a glimpse.

  Only Sun Zhanlu sat alone, like a meditation, with his back to the others, sipping tea and reading a newspaper, occasionally glancing at his watch.

  Obviously, he was waiting for someone.

  Looking at Sun Zhanlu's overly thin back, for some reason, a thread of sympathy and understanding surged up in Xiang Tianliang's heart again.

  To say, excluding the old director Lao Chenggui, Sun Zhanlu was only in fourth place, and in the Construction Bureau, he was "the last of the old". Although they were all deputy directors, being first and fourth was a world apart. To move forward and get ahead, normally, one could only hope that the people in front would be transferred or retire. Of course, one could also hope that someone would get into trouble and "go in" or "make a revolution to the end".

  Revolution is not a dinner party, or writing an essay, or painting a picture, or doing embroidery; it cannot be so refined, so leisurely and gentle.

  These years Sun Zhanlu has made a lot of profits, in charge of the city's major construction projects, easy to make money.

  But that doesn't mean he has no political ambitions. A soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier, and a deputy director who doesn't want to be the director is definitely not a good deputy director.

  Xiang Tianliang deeply understands this. He would rather be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix. In his high school days, he even fought with Xie Na for three years to become the class leader.

  Sympathy is sympathy, but when he saw the person Sun Zhanlu was waiting for come in, he began to sympathize with himself.

  The person who came in was actually another deputy director, Yu Feilong.

  "Brother Sun, I'm not late, am I?"

  "Haha, I just arrived too."

  "What about the host?"

  "If I'm guessing correctly, they should be arriving soon."

  "It's also true, who made us have to ask others for help?"

  The host is coming? That means two deputy directors are waiting for someone.

  But then they lit their cigarettes and began to smoke leisurely.

  Sun Zhanlu asked: "Old Yu, does our agreement remain unchanged?"

  Yu Feilong smiled and said: "Of course, don't you still believe me?"

  "There aren't many trustworthy people in this world."

  "Alas, I've ended up like this now, am I still capable of deceiving you?"

  Tian Liang couldn't help but laugh at this. Originally, these two had nothing in common, but now they were like two peas in a pod in the Construction Bureau's predicament.

  At this time, just heard a "hiss" sound, the door of the next room opened, and there was one more person.

  Toward the sky bright, he was startled.

  The person who came was actually Li Yajuan's sister-in-law, Jiang Yuqing, assistant president of the Municipal People's Bank.

  Damn it, has this woman "betrayed" us?

  "Two directors, you've arrived very early." Jiang Yuying's voice was always quite loud.

  Yu Feilong and Sun Zhanlu hurriedly stood up to give their seats.

  "Two of you, I'm still on duty, can't compare with your freedom as leaders, please make it quick, what's the matter that you asked me to come here?"

  Sun Zhanlu said: "Director Chiang, you understand what we mean."

  "Director Sun, just say it." Facing the two deputy directors, Jiang Yuying put on a sufficient air.

  "We want to buy what you have in your hand."

  "What's that?"

  "The things Li Yajuan, your younger sister-in-law, stored at your bank."

  "That's something she stored for her friend. If you want to buy it, go find her or her friend. Why are you looking for me?"

  Sun Zhanlu said: "Director Chiang, let's not beat around the bush. You should know that they didn't agree, so we came to you."

  "Heh heh...... How did you know I'd agree?"

  "Those things have nothing to do with you and are of no use to you."

  Jiang Yuying seemed to be pondering, "Hmmm, that's true. Those things are not only useless to me, but they've also caused me a lot of trouble."

  "Director Chiang, we'll give you 3 million," said Fei Long slowly.

  Jiang Yuying smiled but didn't speak, her two big eyes blinked inexplicably several times.

  Lying on the wall hole towards the sky, just able to see Jiang Yuying's face, seeing this scene, couldn't help but feel a little stunned, these women are greedy enough.

  "We'll give you 400,000, plus 100,000." Sun Zhanlu stretched out four fingers.

  Jiang Yuying smiled and said: "You two, if this gets out, I'll be fired for sure."

  Fei Long and Sun Zhanlu exchanged a glance, gritted their teeth and said: "Alright, we'll add another 100,000 for you."

  "Five hundred thousand, can't be more." Sun Zhanlu emphasized a sentence, the corner of his mouth began to twitch, probably heartache for money.

  Jiang Yuying did not answer immediately, but instead made a weighing gesture.

  "Director Chiang, please give us a word." Yu Feilong's words were filled with expectation.

  "Alright, let me think about it."

  "How much time is needed?"

  "Director Sun, what's your hurry? It's not like you're buying cabbage at a market."

  "Don't worry, we can wait," Fei Long said with a nod and a smile. "We'll wait until you've thought it through carefully before contacting us again."

  Upon hearing this, Xiang Tianliang left the wall and quickly got up from his seat, swiftly leaving the private room.

  It seems that things have reached a critical juncture, Yu Feilong doesn't have much money, Sun Zhanlu loves to make money but is reluctant to spend it, and yet both of them are willing to pay 500,000, which shows just how important those unspeakable things are to them.

  I really don't know how Yu Feilong and Sun Zhanlu, former opponents, ended up together.

  Before long, Jiang Yuying came out of the teahouse, swaying her hips as she walked to her car, opened the door and got into the driver's seat.

  Before she could start the car, a voice suddenly came from the back seat.

  "Director Chiang, you're asking for 500,000, that's quite aggressive."